She’s not afraid of the dark. It’s here that she can always find comfort. She says when the moonlight shines down we can reveal who we truly are. || For my last sensual selfie challenge I wanted to capture beauty in the real and the raw. There is no shame in the human body. There is no shame in loving yourself. There is no shame in being vulnerable. Sensuality is not dirty. Sensuality is not a sin. If we shared the parts of ourselves that we keep hidden. I think people would understand eachother better. There is so much beauty in not censuring yourself for the comfort of others. People pleasing hides who we truly are. Sensual, beautiful, human souls just wrapped up in this thing called our body. || (again I’m sure I’ll lose followers for this. And my goal is not to offend. I just want to share in the universal collective allowing us to vibrate higher. Thank you @_witches_brew you inspire me every day. So much love for you ✨) || #sensualselfiechallenge#selfacceptance#selflove#divinefeminine#honouryourcurves#loveyourselfie#sensualité#beautyiswithin#embraceitall#soulonfire#goddessrising#meow

sometimes I feel like a massive hypocrite. recently i have been feeling that way a lot. there have been more days i have felt lost in myself than i haven’t. there have been so many mornings of putting something on, to take it straight off because my body felt too much and not enough simultaneously. there have been so many days i have caught myself looking at someone else and wishing so badly i could be more like them, and less like me. i can’t tell you how many days i have thought about shrinking; maybe because the armrests of a chair I am sitting on are resting a little too close to my body, maybe because i saw my double chin in a photo of me from the side angle and I felt everything inside of me constrict, maybe because i feel like the people closest to me would love me more if I did. and all of this is to say that i can love my body but still be painfully aware of how other people do not. i know that my body is home. but it is also nostalgia. it is also ache, and pain, and fear. wise people tell me that progress, and recovery, are not linear. so know that i am struggling in myself right now. but that does not mean that there are not, and will never again be, days where I wholeheartedly love my whole being. it’s a process, one that is hard and slow, but one that is necessary.

My @fashionnovacurve order came today and this is one of the dresses. Its a 3x so technically 2-3 sizes too small for me but the rib knit fabric means I can make it work. The fabric is so stretchy that is doesn't feel tight at all. I bought these dresses specifically for the neckline which I love and find it really hard to find necklines like this in items my size. Anyway... I love this dress. #ucantwearthat#fashionnovacurve

“Nobody loves a fat girl, but oh how a fat girl can love” Thank you for making me so that I may never blend in but rather take up space, be loud, vibrant and electric with my fog horn laugh and bright eyes. I’m in love with life and I refuse to simmer down to make you feel comfortable. This is my body and it doesn’t define me but it is my vehicle to changing the world and man am I grateful to have it!